Ode to My Aunt Rubye

Okay, it's not really classical poetry. But I'm not a classical poet. It's January, I'm bogged down with work and have very little creativity left in my brain at the end of the day. But she wants a new post, so what can you do? (Remember I don't claim to be a poet!)

So...here goes:


Assiduous. That's a fancy word for hardworking.
Unwavering. She is one of the strongest women I know. Most others would have broken by now.
Naughty. In a really fun way! I got her as a babysitter when I was a child and she likes to break the rules a little.
Toot doot! Not that she would admit it, but still...I think her sisters and my cousins would agree with me.

Relishes time with her grandchildren--just like her mother.
Understands what it means to sacrifice for her kids and grandkids.
Bighearted. She's always doing stuff and helping people. She's got a tender heart for her family.
Yellow daffodils make her smile. One of the many flowers in her beautiful garden. She's definitely got the gift of a green thumb.
Entertaining. She loves to engage in silliness that results in pee-your-pants laughing. Once she used three of my naked, shabby old plastic dolls as puppets in her own rendition of "We are Family." If you're not old enough to remember that song, be thankful.

Note from the Library Guild: No actual thesauruses were harmed in the writing of this post.